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ORANGES BAND, THE:
Two Thousands: CD
Art rock. No, really—there’s a guy named Art in the band. –Jimmy Alvarado (Morphius)


ORATIONS:
Demo: Cassette
There has been an explosion in recent years of new dark wave, or dark wave-influenced bands, typified by reverb-y guitar, chunky bass lines, ethereal-sounding vocals, and in some cases, synthesizers. Lyrical themes can vary widely, but trend towards the dark, depressing, or introspective. I’m not always crazy about the genre, but when it’s done well, it is certainly worth listening to. Orations are one of the better sounding bands of the genre. While they stick rather close to the formula of this style of music, there are enough quality riffs and songwriting chops to maintain my interest. Where Orations particularly shines is lyrically. Each song on this cassette acts as a sort of word painting which the music brings to life. I almost wish the vocals were a little more prominent in the mix and less layered behind the rest of the band, to give some extra power to this effect. Small gripes aside, this is a release worth checking out, particularly for existing fans of the genre.  –Paul J. Comeau (Sheets Of Tens, sheetsoftens.com, failuresunion@gmail.com)


ORCA TEAM:
Take My Hand: 7”
Seattle’s Orca Team offer up three tunes that recall a time where guys would wear suits and ladies would wear dresses to go dance to rock bands, after flipping a nickel to a soda jerk for a glass of pop. This is some classy stuff that has hints of proto psychedelia (that would later be fully realized in the hits of Nuggets). Neat stuff! Get on it. –Vincent Battilana (HHBTM)


ORCHARD OF THE LIVING:
Self-titled: CD
Sour hardcore dirges with lyrics showing some good election-year anxiety. The drummer is the singer, which is always a hoot live. These guys’ hearts are obviously in the right place; they’re just lacking that bit of oomph needed to make them really stand out –CT Terry (Sickle Moon, myspace.com/sicklemoonrecordings)


ORCHESTRA OF MUNITIONS:
Self-titled: CD-EP
If you and your friends were sitting around air-guitarring made-up awesome metal riffs and then BOOM it turned into a hardcore band, it would sound like this. Play it while gathering the courage to kick a cop in the dick. –CT Terry –Guest Contributor (www.sointenserecords.com)


ORCHID:
Totality: LP
Always considered these guys part of the Holy Trinity of Screamo, alongside Reversal Of Man and Combat Wounded Veteran, or at least the grandpappies of said genre. Orchid, however, always seemed like the most serious of the three and, at times, the most self-conscious. Loved the music—the sheer ferocity and madness of it—but their lyrics, name-dropping Debord and Foucault and stuff, always seemed like they were trying a bit too hard to either impress or obfuscate. Regardless, they lay waste to all in their path on Totality, an LP’s worth of long out of print singles and comp tracks. Nice posthumous release for a band that split well over a decade ago. –Keith Rosson (Clean Plate)


ORDEN MUNDIAL:
Obediencia Debida: LP
The opening chords on Orden Mundial’s second album are enough to make the dead sit up and wonder “What the fuck?” The tone of the guitar is instantly invasive and at times the six strings feature a similar quality, both in sound and in some of the solos, as was heard on GBH’s first two albums—a sound that I love. Those chords herald the beginning of a seventeen minute onslaught from this Mallorcan band, an attack that is akin to standing in front of a light heavyweight boxer, with each of the ten tracks representing the rounds of a championship bout. The mid-paced tracks are when the pugilist tries to weaken the opponent using stiff body shots that cause the guard to be dropped. The more blitzkrieg style songs are the knock out punches, directed straight for the head with an intensity that seems never-ending—allowing for no effective defense to be deployed in response—thus resulting in either submission or a bloodied ending. Lyrics are in Castilian but I’m betting they’re full of anti-authority/anti-establishment sentiment given the hardcore maelstrom bursting out of my speakers. There’s some great live footage of this band on the internet, too, if you’re interested in seeing Orden Mundial in action.  –Rich Cocksedge (La Vida Es Un Mus, lavidaesunmus.com)


ORDER:
Kickball: 5-song 7” EP
Oh man, this is all over the place. Here’s a partial list of the bases they touch: electro-folk, drum machine hymnal, rap, art, and indie rock. It’s not without its brief charms, but the splattering of the influences just choggles me. In their approach, they remind me of the Mean Reds—mostly interested in the blender, or “making something new,” not the ingredients being chucked into the blender. I just don’t hear enough internal digestion (collage isn’t just ripping something out, it’s putting it back in a new context is where the art is) or self-identity (which is ironic, since they’re trying so hard to be different). So, if you want a single band sounding like a regional comp of truly unalike music (including a barely recognizable Who cover), then Order fits that request. –Todd Taylor (Blood On The Drash)


ORDER OF THE VULTURE:
Self-titled: CD-R
And the award for “Best Kreator/ Sodom Impersonation by a So-Called ‘Hardcore Punk’ Band” goes to…. –Jimmy Alvarado (Aborted Society)


ORDER OF THE WHITE ROSE:
War Machine: CD
Nicely done, fairly straight-forward political punk with a kind of dark, almost apocalyptic undertone that still holds onto a decent amount of variance between songs. As in, you know who you’re listening to for sure, they never hop genres, but the songs don’t blend into one thirty-minute opera either. Vocally, the guy’s got his screech down, reminding me a bit of the crooner from Leftover Crack, and there’s the added blessing that the dude’s actually singing about stuff and you can make out what he’s saying. The songs, like I said, come across as varied while still keeping consistent hooks and punch in there—each song’s built on a bedrock of catchiness. Mostly mid-tempo, War Machine kicks it up a few times here and there, most notably on “Armchair General” and “Guilty.” As a whole, it’s a decent outing, and one that’s gotten more than a few plays around here. –Keith Rosson (Unitree)


ORDER OF THE WHITE ROSE:
Ghosts on the Sidewalk: 7"
It’s really hard to find fault with a single that not only sports top-notch artwork by Brian Walsby and Keith Rosson, but is also a benefit for food banks in Maui and Oahu (seems that, contrary to a well-ingrained image of it being paradise for the affluent, Hawaii has homeless people, too). It’s even harder to find fault with said single when it sports two pop-edged punk tunes that not only know to eschew the “pop punk” but also know to get in there, rock the fuck out, and split before their welcome wanes. Kudos to all involved. –Jimmy Alvarado (Unitree)


ORDURES IONIQUES, LES:
Se Soulagent!: CD
Street ambience. French speaking, street punk band from... Canada! Did you think France? I did, until I saw in tiny (I mean tiny) print in the insert. What do I have here? One singer with a mohican and the full charged gear, another female singer – a femme fatale with a good voice – and rounding off the band is the bassist, drummer and guitarist. Tough, working class lads, I presume. Musically, they are very melodic with a stripped down sound that falls within the parameter of what is currently defined as street punk. You could easily place this amongst bands from France in the early ‘80s and wouldn’t know the difference. Sing-a-long choruses with the dual vocals make for a toe tapping good time. Lyrically, I have no clue, since it is all sung in French. I personally took Spanish in high school. I didn’t think I would use French much in a predominantly Latino environment. If they are singing about ignorant shit, I’m going to be pissed. I won’t research it any further so as not to spoil my enjoyment. –Donofthedead (Combat Rock)


ORDURES IONIQUES, LES:
Se Soulagent!: CD
Street ambience. French speaking, street punk band from... Canada! Did you think France? I did, until I saw in tiny (I mean tiny) print in the insert. What do I have here? One singer with a mohican and the full charged gear, another female singer – a femme fatale with a good voice – and rounding off the band is the bassist, drummer and guitarist. Tough, working class lads, I presume. Musically, they are very melodic with a stripped down sound that falls within the parameter of what is currently defined as street punk. You could easily place this amongst bands from France in the early ‘80s and wouldn’t know the difference. Sing-a-long choruses with the dual vocals make for a toe tapping good time. Lyrically, I have no clue, since it is all sung in French. I personally took Spanish in high school. I didn’t think I would use French much in a predominantly Latino environment. If they are singing about ignorant shit, I’m going to be pissed. I won’t research it any further so as not to spoil my enjoyment. –Donofthedead (Combat Rock)


ORGAN, THE:
Grab That Gun: CD
Female fronted gloom pop not too derivative to be quickly dismissed, but also not so consistently enthralling to elicit a heartfelt “wow” when it was over. –Jimmy Alvarado (Mint)


ORGAN, THE:
Sinking Hearts: CDEP

After the self-release of The Organ's two-song 7" earlier this year, everyone in VancouverBC knew they were bound to be something special. Imagine if The Smiths and Joy Division became one, and were all women. This is what you'd get. Numbed, soft, and delicate-at-times vocals backed by that Johnny Marr jangly guitar, thick carrying bass, and drums that give you the feel of ‘60s trash rock, and of course – an organ. The Organ is the second vocalist of the band, leading every track to the next. The standout tracks have got to be "It's Time to Go," (which also appears on their self titled 7") and the title track, "Sinking Hearts"; songs about romance and rock n' roll. Numbing at times, the lyrics are simple but painfully expressive, "Remember when I left you/ I couldn't say your name/ or other crucial things like I love you/  oh, that’s a shame." (from "Sinking Hearts.") Alright, start writing those bitter love letters and diary entries. This album will have girls dancing with boys, boys dancing with boys, and girls dancing with girls. –Sarah Stierch

–Guest Contributor (Global Symphonic)


ORGANIC:
The Life and Times of Sal Sagev: CD

Exactly the sort of dime-a-dozen emo that precipitated my initial downgrade of fervor for punk from fanatic to enthusiastic, when emo began to slide from being something reasonable – nay, GOOD (Embrace, Rites of Spring) – to being the cookie-cutter atrocity-cum-joke it is today. It’s heartening to know a new generation of bands is carrying the torch to fuck it up for today’s kids.

 

–Cuss Baxter (Microcosm)


ORGANISMS:
Rainbow Black + White: CD
Loud rock music with a vague ‘60s influence (mostly courtesy of the inclusion of an organ) and a singer who sounds like he took lessons from Lemmy. –Jimmy Alvarado (Scene Spirit, distributed by Interscope)


ORGANIZED SPORTS:
I’m So Proud of Him: 12”
Speedsters Organized Sports crank out nine tracks of unrelenting hardcore punk, blending the timelessness of Jerry’s Kids’ Is This My World? and the intensity of current flag bearers Direct Control. It’s nothing new musically, for sure. Aesthetically, there’s a bit more to be desired in the artwork department: a black and white photo of some teen that I imagine is some sort of hero to the band. It doesn’t do much for me, especially when the lyrical matter is so bleak and misanthropic. It just goes to show there’s no accounting for everyone’s taste, but maybe you’re a bit easier to please. –Juan Espinosa (Bulkhead / HIV Town, bulkheadrecords@gmail.com)


ORGANS:
Get it Right: 7” EP + Flexi
Five tracks total of raucous ‘60s punk ravers. From the title track, with its requisite harmonica solo, to the brooding “Girl I’m Thinking Of,” to the flexi’s sole foot-stomper, “Makin’ Love,” these guys manage to nail it. –Jimmy Alvarado (Killer Diller)


ORGANS:
Breathing with the Dead: 7”
“Breathing with the Dead” is a mostly acoustic shuffler with atonal vocals, which sets the mood nicely enough. The flip, a garagy barn-stomper called “All Alone,” is the much more satisfying of the two, however. –Jimmy Alvarado (Puta!, putarecords.com)


ORGANZ/O’DEATH, MY CHILD:
DRGZ! DRGZ! DRGZ!: split 12”
Hand printed covers are nice. Noisy rock bands are nice. “Thrashy hardcore” Organz have three bass players and fuck up eight songs so great (greatly?) you won’t care that there’s no regular guitar. In fact, you’ll wish some other bands would get rid of their regular guitars. O’Death keeps the fi kind of low, also lowers the volume, and goes the spooky route with piano and reverbed samples over electrobeats. Just one crappy song on the whole record, and it’s only one second long, so just ignore it. –Cuss Baxter (Calls and Correspondence/Robot Winter/Nail in the Coffin)


ORIGIN OF M:
Struggle: LP
I was hooked on this from the opening riffs of the title track. Origin Of M’s distinct sound is a collision of the raw intensity of hardcore punk meeting the swagger of rock’n’roll. Featuring Mr. Guy, formerly of Gudon, on vocals and Maru, of Asphalt, on guitar, Origin Of M take catchy riffs, incorporate blazing solos into them, and add Mr. Guy’s howling voice to create a ten-track LP that you don’t just listen to, you experience it. The mixed Japanese/English lyrics have a decidedly political bent, and complement the music well. There are plenty of sing-along parts, and some heavy mosh parts that make you want to get low and dance, especially on the song “Suck Up!!” which was one of my favorites on this. I’m totally stoked on this record. –Paul J. Comeau (StraightUp, reallife@straightup-rec.com)


ORIGINAL THREE, THE:
Self-title: 7”
Loud, heavy, overdriven stuff relying heavily on a brooding, trashy ‘60s vibe, though approached with hardcore fervor, right along the lines of bands like We March, Lost Sounds, and The Reatards. The inverted cross on the cover makes this a mandatory Christmas gift for your fave Jesus freak. –Jimmy Alvarado (www.savage.se)


ORIGINAL THREE, THE:
New Orleans Born: 7"
Broke-ass blues by the way of the Lost Sounds, including a guitarist who is now in the Black Lips. It’s effective punk blues (without compromising either one of the terms) mixed with creeping sickness and itchiness. The two songs are swampy and feel like the players are knee-deep in mud, playing on a clear night where all the stars are easy to see and fill up the night. Honest, authentic-sounding stuff. –Todd Taylor (Shake Your Ass)


ORIGINAL THREE, THE: :
Been Dealt a Losing Hand: CD
Uneasy garage punk that evokes a B-horror movie creature somewhere between Jay Reatard and Lightnin’ Hopkins. And like all good B-horror movie monsters, it moves sloppily and none too fast and is often times accompanied by the foggy sounds of some haunted organ—provided here by none other than Lost Sounds’ Alicja Trout. Sounds like it was all recorded in some serial killer’s crawl space. Not as spastic as I usually take my garage punk, but I like it. –aphid (Empty)


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